Category Archives: Football

Louisville CardFile: Air Force

Life is in full Koyaanisqatsi mode.

If you haven’t noticed, and bless you and whatever you’re taking if you haven’t, life is out of balance.

There’s a meteor hurtling toward earth, and the president isn’t doing anything about it.

Oh yeah, right, sorry, that’s just a flick.

People gathered at the Texas Book Depository, waiting for JFK Jr. and his dad to return, and proclaim something or another about the last election or the next one.

Yes, that’s real life.

Wait, wasn’t that Marilyn Monroe in the back seat, cooing “Happy Biiiiirthday, Mr. President,” with that Schiklgruber fellow sitting next to her?

And, those just seem like the more “normal” things going down routinely these cockamamie days.

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As for football, a bowl game got canceled Tuesday just hours before kickoff.

Players and coaches, pro and college, entered protocols by the minute.

John Madden passed.

And Air Force’s QB, a fellow named Haaziq Daniels, completed 8/9 passing. For 239 yards. And two touchdowns. Continue reading Louisville CardFile: Air Force

Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Bowl Games, Part Trois

Apologies.

I just don’t have any opening pith. I got three of four games played Tuesday correct. But would have traded them in for the one I missed.

The hits just keep on comin’.

No more tales about Oscar Poulan. Or Joey the Vig.

Just more predictions. I stand a seriously lofty 16-4 with 3 DNPs, heading into the last week of bowl season.

Here goes: Continue reading Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Bowl Games, Part Trois

Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Bowls Part Deux

The guy sitting at the curb by my car outside my building looked vaguely familiar.

He flipped his lit ciggie in the street, looked over and grumbled, “Yeah, I oughta look familiar, but you Mr. Seedy K, you don’t remember, do ya?

“I’m an associate of the Vig’s. Gianni. Don’t be shakin’ your noggin’ like that. Of course it wasn’t a pleasant experience, our previous engagement. Deal with it. Actually I’m here to help you out. Not really sure why? But Joey sent me, actually rented me a place across the street.

“I’m enjoyin’ that you’re just standin’ there, not sayin’ nuttin’. You use too many big words, if you ask me. I don’t like to hear somebody talk that I don’t understand what they’re sayin’, if you know what I’m sayin’

“Anyway, Joey reads your stuff. He knows you’ve made a few enemies, he reads the comments. And your picks in the bowl pool, mamma mia, the Vig figures if anybody actually took your advice, they might express their displeasure at your, whaddaya call ’em, prognosterations? He’d lose a good client, if you know what I’m sayin’. So I’m around to protect his interests.”

“Listen,” I finally get in a word, “I’m on a roll, 9-3 with my bowl picks so far. So I’m OK Gianni, you don’t have to . . . ”

“Yo, dude, you capechin’ me? I got my marchin’ orders. You’ll see me around. Deal with it.

“Oh yeah, before I let you go, wherever it is you’re off to, gimme a Ben, will ya? There’s a shirt in the shop down the street I like.”

So, I got that goin’ for me.

Which is not so nice.

Why won’t the Vig leave me alone?

I said it last week, and I repeat. These picks are for entertainment purposes only. So, yeah, maybe I’m not doing so well.

It’s Get Right Time. The winners to this week’s slate of bowl games:

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Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Bowl Season, Part Uno

My guess is little did Claude Poulan know what he wrought.

The Monroe, Louisiana native invented the chainsaw bow guide, using an old pick up truck fender. Which gizmo revolutionized both the wood cutting and horror movie industries.

In ’46, he opened his own chainsaw store, in the larger metropolis of Shreveport, La., which he named for himself. Then his enterprise started manufacturing its own brand of chainsaws, then other similar types of equipment.

Including weedeaters.

Which mention should give a hint to the inveterate pigskin fans among my readers what any of this lede has to do with college football bowl season.

Years, decades really, after Poulan sold his company, after it changed hands again, and then was passed off to a subsidiary (Husqvarna, a Swedish concern), in ’90 the guys in the PR office thought it would good biz to sponsor the most mediocre of bowl games.

Thus for seven glorious years we were bedazzled with the gloriously monikored Poulan Weedeater Bowl.

Just curious, wonder if there’s a Poulan Weedeater Elke Sommer Speed Skating Race in Sundsvall?

May it, the name not the Shreveport bowl game, Rest In Peace.

Soooooo, this is the first of my triptych of meaningless but hopefully entertaining bowl predictions. Which battles shall be identified by their oft ridiculous and incomprehensible commercial tie ins. Should Lockheed Martin or Radiance Technologies, or even Jimmy Kimmel wish to compensate me for the mention, all gratuities shall be graciously accepted. Continue reading Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Bowl Season, Part Uno

Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Week XIV

Let’s start with reality.

Condolences to Coach Scott Satterfield and his family.

Let’s hope his presence on the sideline Saturday night just hours after learning of his father’s passing lays to rest once and for all the misguided caterwauling by a portion of the fanbase that the U of L leader isn’t focused or intense, doesn’t care enough.

Which has nothing whatsoever to do with how his reign as Louisville football coach will play out in the long run. That’s another shouting match for another time.

The other reality is the the Cardinals were manhandled at the hands and feet and talent and size of their arch rivals. So I got that one wrong. Missed on Florida State also.

But Ole Miss savored their eggs over easy, New Mexico State topped UMass in the We Both Suck Bowl, and, ahem, as you read here in advance, the team with no chance, the Wolverines of Michigan, upset their bête noire. Boats are searching the Olentangy for the bodies of Buckeye faithful who dove into the drink.

3-2 for the weekend. 44-25 on the year.

OK, enough with verbal razzmatazz, let’s get it on.

Week XIV = Championship Week.

Which just means more.

Literally, as in seven picks this week instead of the usual five. At no extra charge.

Postseasonally, as in the outcomes are going to fashion the Final Four.

This final weekend’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Week XIV

Seedy K’s GameCap: Kentucky

In hindsight, and for me that’s much clearer since my cataract surgery not so long ago, the game was a perfect set up for Kentucky.

The nine-win Wildcats, despite that three game mid-season lull, have been solid from the opening kickoff of the season.

They are better than a vast majority of the nation’s teams.

And, let’s be fair and honest here, they are significantly better than the Louisville Cardinals.

Fore to aft.

Port and starboard.

In the cockpit. In the control room. Continue reading Seedy K’s GameCap: Kentucky

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XIII

It’s not difficult for yours very truly to be self righteous, a character flaw to be sure.

Especially so, after a weekend like last. Not only did my team win. That would be the Louisville Cardinals, for anyone who wandered here by taking a wrong turn on Cyber Highway. As predicted, of course.

So did all the other collegiate pigskin contingents whom I advised would prevail.

Now Final Four Cincinnati. Hugely, finally impressing the Nagurskis in the the Selection Room. Also Miami. Giving their homie coach a reprieve. At least until the tryptophan kicks in. The Bruins of The University of California at Los Angeles. Over their coachless rival.

And Arch Rival down the road in a paid for a bye week ahead of its visit to The Ville.

All of which reads: Perfecto.

Five correct. Zero incorrect. Thus, I stand a shiny 41-23 for the season, heading into Rivalry Week.

This week’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XIII

Seedy K’s GameCap: Duke

Though there are 22 combatants on the gridiron at a time, because of the nature of this revered sport football that is most indicative of the American psyche, the focus is usually on the Quarterback.

His maneuvers and decisions dictate the flow of a given sequence.

So it is these signal callers who are most in the spotlight. The ones most credited for victories, blamed for losses. The ones whose names first get called on Sportscenter, the ones who play the position whom coaches must first address at press conferences.

The best of the lot, there the ones who are by default the front runners for the awards. Heisman. MVP. Conference POY.

The ones who shoulder the most blame when their school underperforms.

Fair or not, it is the nature of the beast.

Somewhat of a contrarian, I try to turn my flashlight in a different direction most of the time. To be fair to the rest of the team.

Then there are performances like that in Louisville’s 62-22 evisceration of hapless Duke that mandate I join the crowd, due my duty (not reluctantly, mind you) and sing bass in the proverbial chorus of praise.

So, it is obvious where this recap must begin. Continue reading Seedy K’s GameCap: Duke

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XII

The kid should have had a good week, a really good week.

An undefeated week.

Then, the Michigan Harbaughs and the Florida State Native Americans decided to play the full 60 minutes. Both scored late to win. To my chagrin.

But Pitt prevailed. So too, the Cats and Cards, both in decisive fashion.

So, for the third Saturday in a row, I went 3-2.

36-23 for the season.

Rivalry week is just over the horizon.

This week’s predictions: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XII

Seedy K’s GameCap: Syracuse

The University of Louisville played as close to a perfect football Saturday afternoon as it has in a long, long while. Perhaps ever.

Cardinals 41. Syracuse 3.

Cliché Alert. As we wags are wont to say for ironic emphasis, the game wasn’t that close.

And, of course, I’ll get to some highlights. But, as is my tic, let’s take the long and winding road.

Besides, as a charter member of NAVCFWUS (National Association of Verbose College Football Wags of the United States), by club rules, I must start peripherally and work toward the actual subject matter.

(Oh, how easy to ease joke around, big victory in the books.)

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There have been a number of astounding successes for the two major men’s sports at U of L that were frankly impossible to imagine decades ago for those who have been fans since mid 20th C.

Three national basketball championships.

Membership in the Atlantic Coast Conference.

But none quite as dumbfounding to conjure a vision of than a University of Louisville Cardinal raising the Heisman Trophy.

Lamar Jackson was honored Saturday. Continue reading Seedy K’s GameCap: Syracuse